I'm Not As Brave As A 5-yr Old

I am so happy to say that dropping off Samuel for his first day of "big" school went great! He certainly was brave and excited as we walked him in. I was so nervous...just short of a full out panic attack... complete with a big lump in my throat and tears just about to fall from my eyes.

We walked him into the cafeteria to meet the teacher and the other kids. He walked in confident and ready. The room was buzzing with K-5th graders eating breakfast and wondering why this little boy had his Mommy and Daddy walking him in. Oh well.... We reached his group and Carter sat down and made himself at home like he was staying.

We said our brief good-byes, love yous, and have a good day. Tommy bent down to dote on him a little more before I poked him in the ribs with "Lets go". As I walked away...almost in tears...I looked back to see him looking around with an excited look on his face.

I will admit when I got to work around 9am, I did call and see how he was doing. One would think this was my first rodeo....but noooo I have several other clowns too. I was just so terrified that he would be scared. I guess he could have been, but he kept a brave face. I guess it might have been the bribe of a new toy at the end of the week if he acted like a "big boy". Who knows.....